Mom and Dad You always said....

You always said that 

I'll never make it,
That I shouldn't try.
That my dreams, will always be a lie.

You always said that,

I'll never be anything
That I'll fail every time.
That I'll only be, a piece of ass to some guy.

You always said that,

My mind was in the clouds
That I should come on down now
And face reality, sad reality.

You always said that,
Reality, was something I needed to face,
Funny thing was, you don't even know what it means!

But you can't have reality with out your dreams!
Reality is where you will find my body, and dreams is where you'll find my mind.
Cause that is what reality means, so give me time, to find me.

You always put me down,
Shoving me to the ground,
Saying I'll never be anything
Worth a Dam thing.
That I fail at everything.

But in reality,
The only thing I failed at,
Was math, and shuting  my mouth
And not agreeing with your teaching!
And for not being, the daughter, you wanted me to be.

You always talked behind my back,
Acting like I couldn't hear, your wispering.
I heard you telling my younger brother,
That he needed to study more, to try harder
Cause if he didn't, he would end up just like me.
That they didn't want to see that, they wanted him to succeed.
My eyes would fill with fury, and my heart would freeze once more,
And the tears of agony would run down my cheeks once more.
What else was new? Iv heard it a million times before.
He would see me sitting on my bedroom floor, he knew I heard it all,
He would tell me to ignore them, and to let it go.
That he knew I tried. I'd shut the door and continue to cry.

You always said that,
I wasnt good enough for you,
That I was such a disgrace.
That I was nothing more,
Then a slap to your face.
That I was what you wished
You wouldn't get, a stupied, dumb,
Ignorant kid.

You always said,

But iv stopped listening,
Iv stopped hearing,
Long ago.
I learned to close my ears, and
My heart, dry the tears,
And start living the way,
I want to live, for the rest of my days,

With my body in reality and my mind in my dreams.

 here is a new beginning,
Here is me.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Mom and dad you always said these things to me, for as along as I can remeber. There is only two people who believe in me. Uncle don and my best friend steff. They haven't stopped believing and neither have I, and I will keep fighting till the day that I die.

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MatthewWayne's picture

As always, a very powerful

As always, a very powerful message burried deep in pain. Beautifully written don't you ever stop! hehe


"I am my own sort of strange, a supernova of madness and brillance. Forced to share the same space and time. Sane enough to not be seen, yet not crazy enough to be heard." -- Matthew Wayne

Elfy's picture

Thank you hon and I won't

Thank you hon and I won't stop. :)


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facethetruth2b's picture

You have your life to live ,

You have your life to live , not thiers you are not them and they cannot live their life through yours ...You make the choices on how you see is fit...Great Write ...My parents were and still are the same but you know what I am me and I will always be ....They will have to get over it...


you laugh at me because I am differant, I laugh at you because You are all the same ...(KoRn) J.D......

thisisme789's picture

wow. That is a very beautiful

wow. That is a very beautiful poem! I'm so glad that you stopped listening to their crap. you don't deserve it. I'll always believe in you!


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Mardigan's picture

Just remember, ones judgement

Just remember, ones judgement is in regards to their ownself. Love your poem, love life. Keep it up.

Elfy's picture

Thank you and I agree. Hope

Thank you and I agree. Hope you take a look at other poems of mine. :)


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twisted_soul's picture

They fill me with anger I

They fill me with anger I just cant bear, so how do u deal with those bastards. I hate them but love the poem

Elfy's picture

Lol you learn to deal don't

Lol you learn to deal don't let them get to you. If they do, they win. You never want then to win.
I hate them as well, but with hate, there is still love. But mine is another form of love. It's the type where I wish I had a relationship with my parents, but it's ok, I'm fine with not. I have uncle don n aunt holly and they are my parents, always have been. Thanks again for reading and commenting!


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Roxy's picture

I like your poem a lot. Im

I like your poem a lot. Im sorry that you had to go through all of this. but im glad you were stronger.

Elfy's picture

Thanks. I'm glad you did. And

Thanks. I'm glad you did. And it's fine, it happened for a reason. :) shit happens, and you move on. Thanks for the comment, hope to see more from you.


-Elfy*